Chapter one: the meeting

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The world was having a meeting. England was fighting with France, Germany was being groped by Italy and China was trying to sell food to Canada. America was sitting among the chaos pinching the bridge of his nose. Kansas texted him about the mess that was waiting for him when he got home, he just hopes that Hawaii and Alaska are not dressed up like last time. Russia looks over to him and asks, 

"Is it the kids or is it the meeting?" America answers "Kansas texted me saying that the house was a mess. I think it was Cali and Nevada. You know how they are." Russia looks down trying to keep his own headache at bay. 

"Did she say anything about Moscow and D.C.?"

 "No, nothing but she did say that they were caring for the babies and were heading this way." 

"Shit." 

A knock is heard at the door, in seconds all sounds stop and Germany opens the door. Two sixteen-year-old girls stand there with baby carriers. They walk past Germany towards Russia and America. America stands up and grabs both baby carriers and hands the other to Russia. America sets the carriers on the table and unstraps the two babies, handing the dark haired one to Russia and taking the silver haired one. Everyone at the table looks shocked. England and France both say,

 "We have grandchildren?!?!?!" 

America responds by shushing them but its to no avail and both babies start crying. The tired parents sigh and start to rock the babies back to sleep.

 "shh, Alaska its ok mama's here. Nothings gonna hurt you not even the yetis." The silver haired baby goes back to sleep. 

"Hawaii it's okay papa's here and the bombs are gone mama took care of the bad man go back to sleep my маленький вулкан." The dark-haired baby calms down but is still awake. Japan looks down in shame and tears start to run down his cheeks. He calmly walks over to the couple and bows, 

"I am deeply ashamed for what I did to this blossom and wish to suffer any consequence that you deem nessas-."

 "Kiku, you suffered enough and it you weren't yourself we forgive you and if you want to be apart of Leilani's life you may." Japan looks up and surprises everyone by hugging America but leaves space for Alaska. China drops his trey and a lone tear when he sees this and says,

 "Little brother you have gone back to before the wars that changed you." Japan walks over to China and apologizes, and they go over to their chairs and start to talk. Germany and Italy walk over and sees the babies. Italy gushes over how cute they look, and Germany looks worried. He asks, 

"How many of these do you have and are they a danger to the world?"

"We have 52 and they are mostly behaved this is Moscow and Washington D.C. they are our eldest's and Alaska and Hawaii are our youngest. The rest are at home." America responds. France and England push past and demand to hold their grandbabies. France holds Hawaii and England holds Alaska. England wonders why the children are so young because countries are not born they just appear as toddlers. France holds Hawaii and wonders how many cute outfits he can make for both of the bébés. 

The other countries are confused why their territories are not personified and wish the usually loud nation luck with his 52 children. Germany gets the meeting back in control and asks to meet the rest of the states. 

"Sure, dude you can meet our kids like you didn't have to ask we would have taken you anyway." America says excitedly. 

"We will send nine countries to your house next week. We will arrive around 12:00 pm." Germany responds swiftly. America turns to Russia with a worried look. Russia looks back with the same look. Canada smirks, he knows what chaos will ensue. Prussia looks at his boyfriend with a worried look. What the hell is Birdie thinking? He better not be thinking about our kinder. OH SHIT HE'S LOOKING AT ME! CODE RED! CODE RED! Gilbert rushes back to Quebec to check on his and Canada's children only to find them all there with Frozen playing on the tv.

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